Wanda and vision have a movie night

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She’s walking through the compound in something of a daze, her mind fuzzy and mouth dry. Her hands grab a glass and automatically fill it with water from the tap, and she’s about halfway through drinking it when she realizes she is not the only one awake in the odd hours.

A room over, she sees Vision sitting in front of a television. The volume is low, near-muted, but he’s paying rapt attention. Wearing one of his strange sweaters and sitting with one leg crossed over the other–an executive hearing a proposal, or a man listening to a symphony.

“What are you doing?” She asks around a yawn, padding across the room in barefeet, her water in her hand.

He looks up, a strange lightening of the face occurring that she is beginning to interpret as a smile. “I’m sorry, did I wake you?”

She shakes her head, and without an invitation she moves to the other end of the couch. Wanda watches the screen, folding her legs under and bringing a knee up to her chin. 

“I have seen this one,” she mutters.

Vision tilts his head. “You sound surprised.”

Wanda shrugs. “Not much time for movies in Sokovia. Pietro hated watching them–he’d be bored halfway through. I think this one we actually finished.” Her brows furrow. “Why this film?”

He looks off-guard by the personal question, which she supposes is understandable. They’ve only known each other a handful of weeks, and in that time there’s been too much other to really get to know one another. “Research.” He shifts, a hand going to increase the volume. The motion looks rehearsed and awkward– a mimicry to look human as he controls the television with his mind. “I heard the name of the titular character in reference to me, and felt it prudent to investigate.”

Wanda frowns. She doesn’t like the implication–there is something ugly there, something prejudiced. “And do you like it?”

“Truthfully…” Vision’s voice trails off. “Truthfully, I find him frightening.”

Him. Not it. Wanda’s eyes dart to her fingers–the chipped polish, the rings. They look so ordinary. She thinks she understands him a little better–this mysterious synthentic person.

Wanda clears her throat. “At first, perhaps. But he is a protector.” She points at the screen. “For this woman, and her son.” She fiddles with the edge of her pajama shirt. “He loves them.”

“Love?”

“Yes.” She adjusts her body, coming to a decision and making herself more comfortable. “We’ll watch to the end. You’ll see.”

The Terminator’s arm sinks into the molten metal, a thumbs-up hovering as a final gesture. The Vision smiles, an earnest expression.

“You were right.” 

He looks over at her. She’s sleeping. 

With gentleness, he slides an arm under her knee and shoulders (she’s light, he determines, in need of more carbohydrates and proteins–his mind pilfers Sokovian recipes with an abundance of both for future reference) and brings her quietly to bed.

Pretty sure the area with the chairs and the painting is part of the common room, and not Vision’s own (if he was one). The tussle with Hawkeye takes place in the same room, just with the camera turned the other way, and it certainly doesn’t look like personal accommodation.

It’s quite possible it’s not literally his room, since we’re not actually told it is! 

But I took it as being that way because it’s hard to imagine what other purpose it’s supposed to have.

We know it’s definitely not a part of that common area, because by the end of that fight we’ve seen every angle of it and nothing like Vision’s little area is there. That scene also opens with Vision phasing up from the floor, which I think implies he left whatever room he was previously in.

But really what makes me see it as likely being his room (or his area), is that there’s really no reason for that room to exist as it is. Every other area of the compound, even if we only see it for a second, is not only decorated, its space is also used effectively. 

We legit see four sitting areas just in the common room alone. Two tabled areas, two lounge areas (and that doesn’t include the conference room or bar). All of them are decorated, have pillows, lamps, they’re facing each other… 

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Despite the fact that red lounge area never receives focus for more than a couple of half-second shots, it’s very well decorated. There’s even books on the table, though you can’t see it there. 

But Vision’s rest room is such an oddity! The chairs facing a painting instead of each other is basically as meaningful for most people as chairs facing a wall. There’s not even a window to look out of–the only one is so high only someone who can fly could see out of it.

The set designers gave detail to the single second we see of Steve’s office; Wanda’s room was very lovingly decorated; and every other shot of the compound shows they put thought into how it looked. So when they saw the script called for a still shot of a room for Vision to be in stand-by mode in, why’d they choose to decorate it like that?

I could be wrong, but that’s my read anyway.